A nice run in nice weather today mostly within the banked confines of the ICW.
Most of the north south portion of the run was down Adams Creek where I finally ran into significant pockets of humanity.
At the southerly end of Adams Creek there was ample remaining evidence of Hurricane Matthew
At Beaufort/Morehead City, the ICW makes a sharp westerly turn and becomes a much wider body of water with its banks filled with development.
I headed to Spooners Creek Marina a few miles west of Morehead City. It’s a private condo marina that I also stopped at on the way north. The main reason I stopped there was the upcoming weather. The marina is off a small creek off the ICW and is quite protected. Tomorrow is supposed to be 100% chance of rain and windy. Possible gale force winds in fact. A good day to stay in a hidey hole. As long as I was here, I took advantage of their pumpout facility and also fueled up – 362 gal. I still had nearly 500 gal in the tank but the price and volume discount was OK and somehow it always feels good to have some tanks full and others empty. The trick at my age is to remember which is what.
Cabbed over to a nearby Wally World to reprovision. Another ‘tank’ full. Used the opportunity to buy myself a pair of sweat pants and a sweat shirt. C’mon storm! And it complied. The rain started during the night and the first real gust that I’m aware of hit around 6 am (a slight bump against a face dock post. The boat is very quiet and very stable. About the only sound you hear is the light sound of water slapping the waterline which does transmit a bit below deck. Probably hear that in my stateroom once or twice a week as I go to sleep. When it’s there, the rythmatic light sound is very soothing. Anyway the following day was very wet outside and windy but far short of a gale. The life ring hanging on a hook at the fuel dock blew off and I took the opportunity during lulls to readjust the fenders and lines – three times ( as wind direction shifted and I was a side tie along a face dock). By late afternoon, the front moved offshore and the sun proved it was still present. A good evening to make spaghetti.